Making sense

Anne Lamott, on writing ...

"We are a species that needs and wants to understand who we are. Sheep lice do not seem to share this longing, which is one reason why they write so little. But we do. We have so much we want to say and figure out.”

Sunday, January 31, 2010

It's been a long time ...

Since I've posted, that is.
School makes me so stupidly busy that I've come to resent my career. When I'm not teaching, I'm thinking about teaching, or grading papers.
I am desperate to be a stay-at-home mom. I know, I know, my kids are growing up, and pretty soon I won't have any at home at all. When Elizabeth graduates this year and heads off to college it's going to be me and the dog.
The prairie-spawn spousal unit usually heads to bed around 8 p.m. ~ seriously ~ and so here I will sit come September, sans conversation ... part of me thinks I might end up liking it, supposing I take up quilting, or another time-intensive project.
Only time will tell!